Reborn to marry, she no longer wants to be the young master's mother

After a while, the imperial physician hurried in with a medicine box on his back, his steps were somewhat hurried. He first bowed respectfully, then squatted down and carefully held the maid's hand, his eyes were focused and gentle, as if he was treating a rare treasure. He gently touched the burn with his fingertips, and the maid trembled in pain, and tears quickly gathered in her eyes, but she forced herself not to let them fall.

The doctor's expression became serious. He quickly took out a bottle of ointment from the medicine box and carefully applied it to the maid's wound. The ointment had a faint herbal fragrance, which seemed to instantly soothe the burning pain. While applying it, he gently comforted her, "It's okay, it's just a minor injury. Apply the ointment and it will heal in a few days."

Empress Xie Chaochao watched quietly from the side, her brows never relaxed, and complex emotions flashed in her eyes. She knew very well that although the burn was small, it was like a mirror, reflecting the unknown bitterness and helplessness in the deep palace. She sighed softly and secretly decided in her heart that she would take better care of everyone around her in the future and not let them suffer any grievances.

In the magnificent and decorated Queen's bedroom, the candlelight flickered, illuminating the gentle and slightly worried face of Queen Xie Chaochao. She leaned lightly on the couch embroidered with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes, and her eyes gently fell on a maid beside her who bowed her head and shed tears with her hands clenched. The maid's name was Cui'er, and she had just accidentally knocked over the hot medicinal food that had just been delivered from the imperial kitchen. The hot soup instantly splashed all over her delicate back of the hand, which instantly became red, swollen and blistered, and the pain made her tears roll down her cheeks.

The imperial physician who rushed over upon hearing the news, dressed in a brocade robe and holding a medicine box, walked hurriedly with a solemn look on his face. He first carefully examined Cui'er's burned hand, frowned, and gently and professionally applied a special burn ointment to her. The ointment exuded a faint herbal fragrance, which seemed to instantly soothe people's hearts. After careful treatment, the imperial physician's expression finally eased, and he turned to report to the queen: "Your Majesty, Cui'er's hand is fine. Just apply the medicine on time, and it will heal in a few days without leaving scars."

Upon hearing this, Empress Xie Chaochao finally relaxed her tense nerves and smiled with relief, a smile as bright and gentle as peach blossoms blooming in spring. "That's great, thank you for your concern, Imperial Physician." Her voice was soft and full of gratitude, and she waved her hand to another maid beside her, "Xiao Die, quickly send the Imperial Physician out for me. Make sure he returns safely to the Imperial Hospital, and prepare a generous gift to show my gratitude for his superb medical skills and dedication."

Xiaodie took the order, bowed respectfully, and then led the doctor out of the palace. The doctor looked back as he walked, his eyes full of admiration for the queen's virtue and benevolence. The queen, Xie Chaochao, continued to stay in the palace, comforting Cui'er in a soft voice, and her warm hands gently patted Cui'er's shoulders, as if to dispel all the fear and pain.

At this moment, the atmosphere inside and outside the palace became more warm and harmonious because of this sudden episode. The kindness and wisdom of Queen Xie Chaochao are not only reflected in her care for her servants, but also in her ability to remain calm and elegant in any unexpected situation. A maid dressed simply but neatly, with tears of gratitude in her eyes, clasped her hands tightly together, and her heart was filled with unprecedented warmth and emotion.

This maidservant is named Xiao Cui. She entered the palace as a slave at a young age and experienced the ups and downs of life. Today, she accidentally knocked over the precious flower dew prepared for the queen. She was filled with fear and self-blame, thinking that she would be severely punished or scolded endlessly. However, when she knelt tremblingly in front of the queen Xie Chaochao, ready to accept the judgment of fate, she unexpectedly welcomed the queen's gentle smile like spring breeze.

Xie Chaochao, the mother of the country, was not angry at all. Instead, she leaned over with extraordinary tolerance and compassion, and gently placed her delicate jade-like hands on Xiao Cui's trembling shoulders. Her eyes were full of understanding and tolerance, as if she could see through the deepest secrets and pain in people's hearts. "Get up, child. Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. The important thing is that we can learn from them and do better next time." The queen's voice was gentle and firm, like the warmest sunshine in spring, instantly melting the ice and snow in Xiao Cui's heart.

Xiao Cui was stunned. She had never thought that she could meet such a generous person in this cold palace. Her eyes were wet again, but this time, they were tears of emotion. With the help of the queen, Xiao Cui slowly stood up, feeling an unprecedented power surge from the bottom of her heart. It was the awe of life, the hope for the future, and the endless gratitude to the queen.

The maids and eunuchs standing around also cast their eyes in surprise and admiration. After witnessing this scene, they couldn't help but respect and love the queen even more. At this moment, the whole palace seemed to be surrounded by a warm atmosphere, and even the air was filled with a faint fragrance, which was the best part of human nature blooming.

Xiao Cui secretly vowed that from now on, no matter how great the difficulties and challenges she encountered, she would face them with a tolerant and kind heart like the queen, and repay this rare kindness with practical actions.

Empress Xie Chaochao lay quietly on a soft and delicate silk bed, with delicate tasseled curtains hanging around her. The breeze blew and swayed gently, as if even the air was filled with a faint scent of ambergris. Outside the window, the moonlight was like water, shining through the delicate window lattice onto her gentle jade-like face, adding a bit of softness and mystery to her.

Xie Chaochao's eyes were shining with gentleness and happiness. Her thoughts were like a wild horse running freely on the grassland of memory. Recalling the moment she met the emperor, it seemed as if it was a clever arrangement of fate that the two met unexpectedly in the sea of ​​flowers in spring. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and everything was pale. Only the light in each other's eyes shone together, illuminating each other's world. Since then, she has jumped from an ordinary woman to a queen above thousands of people. This sudden happiness often makes her smile in the dead of night, and an indescribable sweetness and satisfaction surges in her heart.

At this moment, her mind reappeared with the emperor's meticulous care and love for her: whether it was the cup of warm and fragrant tea he personally poured for her when the first ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds in the early morning; or at night, he gently held her in his arms, telling ancient and romantic stories until she fell asleep peacefully... Every detail was like a bright star, embellishing her happy sky, making her feel unprecedented warmth and reliance in this deep palace.